Period 4: Art
Theme 6: Clay
Words: 321
Author: Lillie Bell
"Oh! This is my favorite part!" Usagi bounced on the couch. The reverberations woke up Mamoru who had been lightly dozing.
"Mamo-chan!" she pouted when he let out a sleepy snore showing he'd obviously been asleep. It was the tenth time she'd woken him up! "This is a great movie!"
"Sure, sure," he replied. He wiped the sleep from his eyes and tried to focus on his Usako's favorite scene.
"At least it's not Beaches." She crossed her arms. "I think I should make you watch that as punishment for sleeping through Ghost. I mean, Swayze, Demi, AND Goldberg? What else can I give you? Chuck Norris?"
Mamoru didn't bother to answer her. He'd learned long ago it was much better to let her stew than to try to argue for the sake of his masculine pride.
"Here it is," she announced with little excitement, like it was a chore.
He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and made a good attempt to watch the scene.
"What is he doing?" he asked after a moment.
"He's helping her mold the pot, of course. She's an artist. Which you would know if you were paying any attention at all."
Mamoru grew quiet and Usagi was sure he'd fallen asleep again.
"Isn't clay wet?" He startled her. She turned from the screen, wondering just how this man had been accepted into med school.
"Yes."
"And don't you have to keep it wet? If it gets dry it's over?"
Usagi rolled her eyes. "Of course."
He leaned into her, pressing his nose into her neck just below her ear.
"And don't you have to make sure it's nice and wet before you stick anything inside?"
"Of course, Mamo-chan, that's how you throw a-" He blew on the curls next to her ear. Her toes clenched and her eyes grew big. But his hands were already moving and she wasn't about to stop them.